Chapter 45 Drawing Boundaries

After supper, Damian felt dizzy and restlessly warm. He returned to his room to take a cold shower. He had planned to read a bit before sleeping, but he never expected someone to knock on his door this late at night. He figured that only one person in the family would be bold enough to ask for a meetup at the garden at this hour. He lowered his eyes and absent-mindedly rubbed the towel in his hands. "Got it. Get some sleep." Then, he shut the door. As Darren headed downstairs, he mulled over Damian's reaction and muttered under his breath, "So, will Mr. Blackwell go or not? Crystal does look nice, but she's far outmatched compared to Ms. Sinclair. Plus, Mr. Blackwell is focused on being a soldier and has no interest in romance. Even if he's interested, he'd probably pick someone Mr. Blackwell Senior favors." He shook his head. "At least this will save Crystal from any more hopeless thoughts." Instead of returning to his room, he took a detour and settled in a concealed spot near t